Today I came on watch at roughly 2345 local time, offshore in the gulf of mexico. Among the first things I heard during my turn over were “did you hear about the boston marathon, there was a bombing”
Monday was patriots day in Massachusetts. A day to celebrate the courage of the first men who stood with the rifle and bayonet for this country, and for all those that continue to do so. Instead of the celebration of marathon monday, of many people accomplishing a great personal goal for themselves, or for others. We must celebrate the bravery of firefighters, of policemen, of EMT’s. The bravery and compassion of total strangers, of the people of Boston who took stranded runners into their homes and provided aid in a time of need.
We must continue to celebrate these people as patriots, as surely as the men at lexington and concord. It isn’t the cowards that built the bombs that will be remembered.
I am filled with a lot of emotions this morning. As we drift on standby it is hard not to feel helpless. In a sense I have never felt so far away from home. I want to be holding my girlfriend, I want to see my family and friends who live in and around the city.
Everyone at home stay safe, and lets not let these cowards get the best of us. Our ancestors stood against the might of the British Empire, we are New Englanders and we will refuse to be afraid.

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1600 Master Near Coastal, Master of Towing Vessels, and a whole binder full of other pieces of paper. You can find me at the controls, hooked up and hard over, when I'm not at home playing with the dogs